The Runaway Groom

Tommy blinked his large eyes hopefully at Isaac, hoping for Isaac's acknowledgment.

Isaac bit off a chunk, chewed, and seriously commented, "It's alright.” Tommy blinked, but it was a praise, was it not?

He giggled before running off, skipping.

Irene smiled as she watched Tommy being so happy.

Bzzt...

Her phone started to ring in her pocket, and she picked it up to answer. A man asked, "You're Lulu's best friend, right?"

It was a familiar voice—Irene recognized him as one of the members of Martin York's squad, back when she met up with Lulu at New Kent. “Yes. Why do you have her phone? Where is she?" Irene replied, sharply noticing that something went wrong.

It should be Lulu talking if she was asking for her. So why was it this man instead?

"Lulu was hurt—"

Irene sprang to her feet right then and asked urgently, "What happened?! How did she get hurt?! Is it serious?!"

a little serious, but her life isn't in danger, so there's nothing to

relieved. "How is she

look good..."

be

I would like you to sit her down and talk

hunch. "Was she doing it because of

not all,” the man said. "It's alright if

was willing to go, but she would at least

a few days," she

"Okay," he replied.

happened? That's a bad

moment to ease

she said as she lay down and leaned against his shoulder again. “It's

hesitated before

turned to look in her eyes. "Whenever you

thought Lulu found happiness with Martin, but I guess no one ever predicts what comes

her chin on his shoulder and looking up at him, she said,